IntroD....C....G.
D....C....G.Verse 1D..Queen size mattress on an oCld wood oak flGoor
And DI don't see the need in closin' a scCreen dGoor
I wDanna hear the birds when the dCay finally cGomes
I fDear all my days of bein' yoCung are doGwn, we're oDnly just begGun
Verse 2How cl
Dose can a man come to G
Cod before dy
Gin'?
About as cl
Dose as you were when y
Cou were tr
Gyin'
To sh
Dade the sun from your eyes on the cre
Cek's edge d
Garlin'
There's a b
Dar 'round the bend a man is b
Cendin' blues guita
Grin'
ChorusWhen the day is d
Cone.
G...
And those neon l
Dights call you h
Emome
You'll be beggin' of a S
Caviour to let you s
Gave her
The sad t
Dimes of twenty-
Emso
When the night is thro
Cugh..
G...
And those American g
Dirls are headed h
Emome
You'll be beggin' of your S
Caviour to let you sa
Gve her
From the sw
Deet nights of twenty-
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InterludeD....
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Verse 3And I k
Dnow how hard it is to l
Cove a boy like m
Ge
With my d
Dry sense of humour and my r
Ceckless tendenc
Gies
But n
Dot all labour's d
Cone with hardened h
Gands
You been ch
Dompin' at the bit, just to l
Cove an honest m
Gan
ChorusWhen the day is d
Cone.
G...
And those neon l
Dights call you h
Emome
You'll be beggin' of a S
Caviour to let you s
Gave her
The sad t
Dimes of twenty-
Emso
When the night is thro
Cugh..
G...
And those American g
Dirls are headed h
Emome
You'll be beggin' of your S
Caviour to let you sa
Gve her
From the sw
Deet nights of twenty-
Emso
InstrumentalC....
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ChorusWhen the day is d
Cone.
G...
And those neon l
Dights call you h
Emome
You'll be beggin' of a S
Caviour to let you s
Gave her
The sad t
Dimes of twenty-
Emso
When the night is thro
Cugh..
G...
And those American g
Dirls are headed h
Emome
You'll be beggin' of your S
Caviour to let you sa
Gve her
From the sw
Deet nights of twenty-
Emso